| SONGS |
| BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC |
| Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the faithful lightning of his terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. CHORUS: Glory! Glory Hallelujah! Glory! Glory Hallelujah! Glory! Glory Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. |
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